He smiled at me
I remember him smiling
little death with no arm
Shoots pedals roots
Belong to me
But very short
Last forever
Out of things
Here she comes
I can't remove you from my soul
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Author:
Dent Moses (
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- Comment from author about the poem: It's the same as the last one but finished now I guess because it's a song as most are
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Perfect!
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